Can we handle it? I mean, it's not like we're being forced to join the military and shipped off to a foreign country to shoot at people who will be shooting back at us. It's not like we're fleeing our homes because of war, fire, flood, or drought. It's not like we're being asked to take care of people we don't know or care about. Oh, wait. That last one. That's what's being asked of us, why we're being *asked* to wear a mask. Because we can't be told to. We can't think of doing it on our own. Now we're facing two years of being *asked* to cover our faces. Oh My Gawd, that feels like forever. I can remember what I was doing two years ago. I was talking with a friend who is no longer here. Making plans for a future that passed a long time ago. What will I do today, to prepare for the day when I will no longer be *asked* to care for people I don't know?